[Bucky's reaction is definitely good for his ego, and he can't help radiating a sort of smug satisfaction as that warm weight settles on top of him carefully.]
Yeah? Just tell me when you're up for it then.
[That might not be for a while if Sam has anything to say about it though. He knows about the routine Bucky's supposed to follow, but a break from habit every once in a while shouldn't hurt.
His fingers thread through Bucky's hair, teasing the skin at the back of his neck before they find what seems to be a scar from an old bullet one. He traces it gently with his fingertips, then brings one hand up to stroke down the other's back, soothing.
He just really enjoys touching Bucky, reassuring himself that he's here in his arms, not something he dreamed up in one of his darker moments thinking he would never actually meet him.]
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Yeah? Just tell me when you're up for it then.
[That might not be for a while if Sam has anything to say about it though. He knows about the routine Bucky's supposed to follow, but a break from habit every once in a while shouldn't hurt.
His fingers thread through Bucky's hair, teasing the skin at the back of his neck before they find what seems to be a scar from an old bullet one. He traces it gently with his fingertips, then brings one hand up to stroke down the other's back, soothing.
He just really enjoys touching Bucky, reassuring himself that he's here in his arms, not something he dreamed up in one of his darker moments thinking he would never actually meet him.]